T Zakharova — Inside The Frame

There is a room inside my head
And someone waits behind the frame
I touch the scarf around my throat
Like it could keep my soul afloat
But every breath becomes a door
To something
I have seen before
I saw you standing in the
Half a ghost and half a god
Your eyes were open but not here
You disappeared and stayed so near
Don't move the room
Don't move the light
Don't say my name
Not yet tonight
Something is watching
Something is waiting
Under the skin of the sky
I am inside the frame
Lost in another name
Dancing with shadows
I can't explain
Nothing feels the same
I am inside the frame
Caught in beautiful pain if
I disappear into the grave
Will you still know my face
There is a man beneath my head
He knows the place where
I collapse
He stands inside a painted square
And breathes the smoke
I left in there
There is a woman behind my eyes
She never speaks, never lies
She holds the storm inside her hands
And turns my fear into sand
We are the mirror
We are the smoke
We are the secret
No one spoke
Come closer
Don't touch me
I'm fading
I'm still here
The room is breathing again
I am inside the frame
Lost in another lane
Dancing with shadows
I can't explain
Nothing feels the same
Caught inside the frame
Caught in a beautiful pain if
I disappear into the grave, will you still know my face
If the world goes quiet, will you hear my soul
If the lights fall down, will you make me whole
If the door stays open, I will not return
Let the silence find amen amen amen amen amen
I am inside the phrase
Lost in another name
Dancing with shadows
I can't explain
Nothing feels the same
I am inside the frame
Caught in beautiful pain if
I disappear into the grave
Will you still know my face
There is a room inside my head and
I am still inside the frame